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souperluminal · 2 years
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ivorydragoness44 · 2 months
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Jurassic Park - Robert Muldoon S/O Dialogue Writing Prompts
• "I'm not staying on an island full of dinosaurs during a tropical storm."
• "This fence is supposed to keep that in?"
• "These aren't petting zoo animals, Robert... Does Hammond understand this?"
• "The raptors should be in a sealed room. Not an open Tupperware."
• "Foe, friend, or food."
• "Do we really trust future guests to keep the windows up while they pass the dilophosaurus enclosure? We need some sort of strong, reinforced glass or something."
• "Personally, I don't trust the safety of the paddocks. No offense intended." "Please don't tell me that." "The electric wire looks like spaghetti next to the tyrannosaur."
• "Just knowing that Nedry's workstation looks like that, makes me want to pull my hair out."
• "How many pairs of those shorts do you own? Not that I'm complaining. Just curious."
• "You have some...strong opinions on the raptors, yeah?" "Yeah. Why?" "What do you think about having an extra paddock around the pen that they already have? You know, for extra security."
• "Can I wear your hat?"
• "I prefer the more docile herbivores." "It's a wonder why you're with me."
• "Should we live in one of the emergency bunkers then?"
• "I understand the need for security cameras, but why not also implement security personnel?"
• "Is ten-thousand volts enough?"
• "Got your hat?" "Yep." "I.D.?" "Of course." "Your--" "And my vest, and my boots. Darling, I have everything."
• "Which do you prefer: Kenya or Isla Nublar?" "There's no dinosaurs in Kenya, you know."
• "If the raptors are dangerous and smart... What does that make us?"
• "The sounds they make give me nightmares."
• "Robert, I love you, but please take your boots off of my desk."
• "Do you think the raptors recognize faces?"
• "A park full of dinosaurs. Who in their right mind is going to believe that enough to fly all of the way out here to drop cash on someone's word?"
• "You're being very cautious." "I didn't want to alarm you, your back was turned." "I appreciate that."
• "How on Earth did you find me over here? Wait... Did you track me down?" "You are fearsome to behold." "Your flattery won't make me dismiss my question."
• "Day one-hundred of no one installing locks on the vehicle doors." "Don't remind me, love, please."
• "If anyone can keep the visitors safe when the park opens, it's you."
• "Tomorrow's another transport day?" "Yep. I'll be heading over to Isla Sorna shortly. I have to ensure that all preparations are in-place."
• "You're back late. What happened?" "We tranquilized the raptors for transport to the island, but they woke up. One of the raptors took Jophery...I tried to save him."
• "They still want to keep the raptors? Even after everything?"
• "Maybe if we were to provide enrichment to the velociraptors?" "Enrichment?" "Yeah, you said that they're smart. They solve puzzles and...are looking for a way out--but why not give them something to do?"
• "They're lethal at what age?"
• "Robert, love, may I tell you something about a paddock without you getting upset?" "Sure. As if I could ever get cross with you." "Okay, um... I don't like walking around outside--between the buildings--and having the raptor pen so close. And there's no additional fencing around it. They frighten me."
• "Could your shorts be any shorter?" "You never complained before."
• "With legs like yours, you could jump as high as a velociraptor."
• "Can I go with you next time to Isla Sorna? I've never been there."
Bonus:
• "Well, aren't you a clever boy/girl?"
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sunstone-smiles · 2 years
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Love your fics, especially ones about Ingo. Was wondering if you could please write one where someone (maybe Melli) accidentally finding out Warden Ingo is ticklish and just had to tickle him more since he definitely looks like he needs cheering up.
Yes, of course! And thank you! I was really excited when I first saw this idea, so I hope you enjoy! 
Clearing a Clouded Train of Thought
Series: Pokemon Legends Arceus
Characters: Ingo and Melli
Words: 1,430
Summary: When Melli accidentally finds out a playful secret about his rival, he exploits the newfound information in order to cheer Ingo up.
The torches lie on the ground in pieces, many of them broken in half. They rest in the short grass of Wayward Woods, just outside the nearby cave. During his walkthrough, the pearl clan warden, Ingo, found the pieces of the snapped sticks and brought them outside so he could fix them in the light.
As Ingo works on tying the pieces back together, Melli walks through the woods and notices his fellow warden stand up and stare at the ground. Usually, Melli wouldn’t bother with what other people are doing, but he knows that Ingo can sometimes feel lonely when he’s not around anyone he knows. They're rivals, but the least Melli can do is give him some company. 
“Hello Ingo,” Melli walks behind him and greets the warden, “What are you doing?”
Ingo peers over his shoulder and notices the blue-haired man. “Hello Melli,” he responds and turns back to the pieces of wood, “Some rowdy Gible broke some of the torches, so I need to repair them.”
“Ah, I see. Those rambunctious little pokemon can be a pain sometimes.” Melli looks down at the workload Ingo has to deal with and feels a little guilty. As much as he doesn’t want to do physical labor, Melli knows that it’s his job to maintain the safety of the cave too. “Do you need any help?”
Ingo looks over his shoulder again and tips his hat. “I appreciate the offer, but I’m almost done anyway.” The pearl clan warden gazes back over to the unlit torches and stares at them for a moment, his mind temporarily drifting off.
Melli huffs and crosses his arms. How dare the other warden deny an offer from the Great Melli to assist him! Ingo isn’t going to get anywhere with these torches if he stays in this dazed state.
“Not to be rude,” Melli sneers, “but you don’t really seem focused enough to go wandering in that cave.”
Ingo snaps out of his train of thought and grumbles at the diamond clan warden’s comment, “I can navigate perfectly on my own, thank you.” He takes a few steps forward while still glaring at Melli from under his hat, but he’s unaware of his surroundings when a little Gible suddenly pops out of the ground in front of him, ready to attack. 
“Watch it!” Melli exclaims, noticing the pokemon in time, and grabbing Ingo under his arms to pull the other warden away. Ingo yelps with a subtle chuckle and stumbles backwards into Melli’s arms from the sudden tug. The little dragon pokemon growls at them with a high pitched squeak, then makes its way back in the cave, leaving Ingo and Melli still stunned by the encounter.
Ingo tips his hat over his eyes. “That was a close one. Thank you Melli.” Ingo regains his footing and tries to walk away from Melli, but the diamond clan warden keeps a hold of him under his arms.
“Melli?” Ingo asks, unsure of why the other warden isn't releasing him.
“Hold on a minute,” the blue-haired character pauses and looks directly at the shorter man, “What was that?”
“Hm? What?” Ingo responds while peering over his shoulder, genuinely unsure of what the other warden is talking about.
“That sound you just made…When I did this.” Melli squeezes under his arms again and Ingo jumps with a startled gasp.
“Gah! M-Melli!” Ingo exclaims, and the corners of his mouth curve into a subtle smile. Seeing Ingo’s reaction again, Melli quickly puts the pieces together and realizes what the cause of the previous noise could be.
“Ingo…Are you ticklish?” Melli playfully remarks in anticipation, wanting this to be the answer.
Ingo tips his hat over his eyes again to avoid visual contact. “W-Well I-” he stutters, but he’s suddenly cut off when Melli squeezes under his arms for a third time, forcing a few giggles to slip out of Ingo’s mouth in the process, “Mehelli!”
The diamond clan warden gasps in excitement, “You are!” He then smirks with a mischievous grin, “Oh this I have to see.”
“N-Now Melli!” Ingo’s eyes grow wide and he tries to escape out of Melli’s grasp, “Let’s talk about th-IHIS! Hahahaha!” but he bursts into laughter as Melli begins scribbling into his underarms. Ingo clamps his arms down and tries to squirm away, but Melli keeps a tight grip on him.
“Sorry Ingo, but this opportunity is way too good to pass up.” He pauses and continues to claw into the rival warden’s ticklish spot, “Besides, I think this will help clear your mind, don’t you?”
“I dohohon’t seehehe how thihis will hehehelp-ACK! Hahaha!” Ingo jumps and squeezes his arms even tighter his sides as Melli wiggles one hand into his ribs. 
“Hm? What was that, Ingo? I can’t hear you over your laughter. Were you saying something?” Melli teases his squirming rival, now using both of his hands to press into all those ticklish places in his ribs.
“Mehehehelli! Hahaha!”
The blue-haired man lets out a chuckle of his own, then returns to his mischievous expression. “Hmm, I wonder where else you’re ticklish…” he inquires with a playful tone, “How about—here?” He reaches his hands down and squeezes the other warden’s sides, immediately making Ingo jump and wrap his arms around his torso to protect himself.
“AH! Wahahait! Ahahaha!” Ingo giggles and tries to lean forward to escape, but Melli pulls him back into his ticklish hold and continues to wiggle into his sides.
“No can do Ingo. I don’t think your mind is fully cleared up yet,” Melli grins at the squirming warden, easily slipping past his defenses to scribble into his torso. 
In the midst of Ingo’s wriggling, Melli notices that the other warden has his middle completely unguarded. The diamond clan warden smirks once again and hones in his attack on this new possible tickle spot, “Let’s try…Here!”
“GAH! Hahaha! Nohohoho!” Ingo yelps with bubbly laughter as Melli uses one hand to start scribbling into his tummy, while the other continues wiggling into his side. The silver-haired man shakes from side to side and leans forward as far as he can to defend his middle from Melli’s attack, but it’s no use against the other warden’s nimble fingers. Ingo struggles to keep his footing while he tries to pry Melli’s hand away from his sensitive belly, to no avail.
“Wow, even your stomach is ticklish!” Melli exclaims and continues scribbling into his belly, “Who knew that the powerful warden could crumble with just a few quick pokes to the tummy?”
“Mehehehelli!” Ingo yells through his laughter, “Stohohop! Plehehease! Hahaha!”
Melli chuckles and ceases his attack on Ingo, still holding the pearl clan warden by his sides so he doesn’t fall over. Ingo wraps his arms around his middle and leans forward, taking in deep breaths of air to recover.
“Thank…Thank you,” Ingo responds, still a bit winded.
“You’re welcome,” Melli responds with a smile, “Buuut there’s still one more thing…Admit that you need my help to put the torches back!”
“What?!” Ingo growls, but his frown immediately changes when Melli starts wiggling back into his sides. “AH! Okahahay! I neheheed your hehehelp!”
Melli smiles again and finally releases Ingo from his ticklish hold. The pearl clan warden stumbles forward and clutches sides, slowly uncurling himself after Melli’s silly attack.
“See, now don’t you feel better?” the diamond clan warden grins.
“I suppose so…” Ingo turns around to respond.
Melli crosses his arms and playfully pouts at him. “You know, they say laughter is the best medicine. You should be appreciative that the Great Melli did you a favor.”
Ingo tips his hat upward. “My apologies, Melli. I really am grateful for your help,” he says with a resting smile. Melli nods back at him. He’s glad to see that Ingo was able to perk up a bit after being lost in his previously clouded thoughts.
“That’s better,” Melli grins, “And you’re welcome. Now, shall we finish fixing up the torches?”
Ingo nods, “Yes, thank you Melli.”
The diamond and the pearl clan wardens then take a spot on the ground to repair the broken pieces. As Melli assists the other warden, he notices that Ingo looks more relaxed as he works, now with a clear head thanks to Melli’s playful tactic. Melli felt nice knowing that he could help his fellow warden smile once in a while. Despite this though, the two are still rivals, so Melli is definitely going to remember this secret about Ingo, just in case he needs to use it in the future.
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fydream · 4 years
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“Y/n?” Donghyuck softly calls out while softly petting your head. "Are you ready to head over to the living room now? Or do you want to stay here a bit longer?" He asks.
“mhm” You hum back, resulting in a small chuckle back from Hyuck. "That doesn't answer my question sweets, are you ready to talk things out now?"
You nod your head giving him an inaudible response, and he wonders for a second if you're really ready. "Okay." You sniff. "Let's go."
So there you were, using Lee Donghyuck as someone to support you while you wearily walked to where you were sitting, pre-argument.
It takes another five (5) to ten (10) minutes before you see a blurry Mark dragging a crying Jisung into the room. You don’t know if you heard correctly but you hear him mumbling something along the lines of “I’m a fucking idiot,” which normally, you would disagree with, but come the certain circumstances you totally agree with that statement now.
"Okay," Mark starts after bringing Jisung towards a bean bag seated on the other side of the room where you were. "We're going to handle this situation like the mature adults we are, right?" He asks.
You nod in response, while Jisung sits there as more tears trail out of his eyes. "Right, Jisung?" Mark scolds, glaring at the poor boy who looks like he would burst into tears any second.
In that slight moment, you feel bad.
To anyone who didn't know what was happening it would look like the three of you  were ganging up on a boy who didn't know any better, but to you it was something different. To you, it felt like the three of you were here to hurt Jisung, which you weren't of course, because who would do such a thing? To you it hurt more to see the most important boy in your life be hurt because of you. Did you know it was not your fault? Of course you did, but it just hurt to know that he was crying over you.
"Alright," Mark says, snapping you out of your thoughts. "Haechanie and I are here to make sure both of you don't hurt each other, and to make sure both of you don't say more than you need to." Hyuck playfully gags at the nickname he had just been called by Mark ordering him a small slap on the back of his head. "Hey!" He exclaims, giving Mark a look. "We're here for moral support, Hyuck." He states firmly. "Not to mess around."
"Okay, correct me if I'm wrong but y/n you spoke last right?" Mark asks, and you hum in response. “Is it okay if Jisung talks first? I know you probably don’t want to talk to him but I’m just asking for you to listen.” You let out a small sigh before nodding reluctantly. “Yeah.. That’s okay.”
“Jisung, is there anything you’d like to say?” Mark asks calmly, gesturing towards him.
He nods and sniffs before he starts “Y/n, I know that you’re still upset with me, and I’m not expecting forgiveness from you any time soon, or at all if I’m being honest.. but I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I’m sorry for being such an asshole and I’m sorry for just being so selfish. I know this is a shit apology and trust me, a bigger one is on it's way.. It’s just.. I don’t know.. I’m just sorry, okay?”
Silence.
There’s no response from you and in the corner of you eye you can see Donghyuck attempt to say something, but Mark stops him before he could even open his mouth. You stare at Jisung with a blank expression on your face which pricks more tears in his eyes.
"I don't expect you to say anything, I know, and it was completely my fault anyways. If you don't want to be friends anymore I understand-"
“Okay.” You state cutting him off, surprising the other two in the room.
“That’s it?!” Donghyuck whisper yells, and you and Mark both shoot him a death glare.
Jisung's heart breaks a little, he should've saw this coming, you not wanting to be friends with him anymore. After all, he shouldn't have expected you to be his.
“Okay, Jisung." You say, snapping him out of his thoughts. "I accept your apology." Jisung lets out a sigh of relief, he knows that it isn’t over yet but he at least got the hard part out of the way, right? “But this doesn’t mean I forgive you.”
“Ouch.” Hyuck whispers which earns him a lecture from Mark. Maybe Mark regrets letting Hyuck stay here but it makes you feel a bit lighter to hear his little ad-libs on the side, just as a reminder that nothing much has changed in this friend group of yours.
“I don’t know how long it’ll take for me to forgive you, hell, it might take years. But that’s over now, right?” You say with a small smile but there’s a glint of sadness in your eyes because you can't help but feel a bit guilty. “And I’m sorry too.." You sigh. "For not taking anytime to spend with you anymore. I guess you were right about that, huh? That maybe I did prioritize a boy over my best friend.. which was really shitty on my end. So, I’m sorry about that.”
For the first time in a while Jisung lets out a small smile. It's subtle, you'd miss it if you weren't paying attention (which Mark and Donghyuck totally weren't, they were in their own little world arguing with each other), but you can see it in his eyes, hat for once in his lifetime, something he hoped for went his way.
"So.. Can I have a hug?" You ask breaking the silence, arms open wide as you crawl on your knees toward him. To no surprise Jisung jumps onto you, earning a scream from Mark. "OH MY GOD THEY'RE KILLING EACH OTHER!" He screams about to run towards you and Jisung.
"No you fuckhead, they're hugging, can't you tell?" Donghyuck sneers, pulling Mark back towards him. "Glad to know somethings don't change, huh?"
For once, all feels well.. You and Jisung are back on good terms, Donghyuck and Mark are teasing each other like old times, and the others? Well the others watch from a distance in hopes they don't get caught because Mark told them to "bug off."
You spend the next couple hours talking with Jisung, it feels nice to have your late night talks with him again. It makes you feel happy, because hey! You're back with your best friend again! Neither of you talk about that just happened hours before because neither of you want to relive that moment again, you both had an unspoken mutual agreement to never bring this up ever again.
"Y/n?" Jisung asks, getting your attention. "Can I ask you one thing? You don't have to respond if you don't want to but I'm just curious.."
"Go for it." "Is he good to you?" He asks reluctantly.
"Yeah." You smile. "He is."
Jisung nods and the conversation ends from there. He decides it's best not to ask about anything right now because it would most likely do more harm than good for him, but he's happy. He's happy because right now he has you back and it feels more like a dream than reality to him, but it's real, and he knows it.
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↳ if life is a two player game, who’s your player 2? lee donghyuck, or as his viewers know him as, haechan, is currently struggling to find his player 2. little does he know, it’s someone sitting right in front of him the whole time.
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scribbling-stiks · 3 years
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Retrievers - XLVIII - Cave Dwellers
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*I was going to finish this digitally, but I am currently mentally exhausted and lost motivation, so fuck it. I included most of the characters, so I win. I hope y'all enjoy.*
The wind howls outside. Long sticks scrap against the walls of the cave. Russia cringes at the noise. The cave holds the heat better than Russia expected. Russia continues purring, and he curls up a little more, trying his best to conserve his heat.
Most of the states begin to disperse.  Four people stay against him, and New Mexico begins peaking around the wall next to his head. Russia's fur prickles as a violently shivering Florida buries himself in between Russia's back leg and his body.
'He must be freezing.'
Mexico takes the jacket and boots that America had grabbed from their campsite.
'It must be the stuff I took off.'
'...now I can't even wear shoes. I like shoes.'
Russia pouts a little and turns his head to the outside. He squints against the wind. Warmth trickles out from above his head. He tries to lay his head down again, but tree branches crash together and his ears perk up.
His head pokes up again and he glances at the whipping tree branches.
Suddenly, he feels shifting against his fur, and Texas' hat pokes into Russia's side. Russia almost starts nudging him over when Alabama catches his eye and shakes his head vehemently.
"(Don't wake him up. Please,)" Alabama signs frantically.
"Don't wake him up," Mississippi says, sitting in front of America.
Russia nods and settles on his legs, trying not to jostle Florida or Texas. He turns back outside, but he still listens to the conversations behind him.
"Is Texas okay?" America asks cautiously, holding his light in front of his face.
"Well... not really. He hasn't been sleeping."
"Like York's not sleeping or..?"
"He don't even take naps. This is the first time he been sleepin' since y'all left."
America's face falls and his head tilts down.
"I didn't.._____"
Russia tries to focus on America's mouth, but can't read the words. America makes a weird noise and the blue light flickers. Russia resists the urge to rush over and begins purring to comfort himself.
"Daddy!" Mississippi exclaims, grabbing America by his shoulders.
"America?" Ukraine asks.
"Sorry, my magic... I just.... I'm tired."
Mississippi helps America lie down while New Mexico, Ohio, and Kansas crowd around them, panicking a little. Ohio takes off his backpack and lays it on the ground for America to lay down on. Kansas digs a blanket out of his bag. The blanket is small but better than nothing.
The siblings wrap America up in the blanket. It doesn't cover his feet.
Another gust of wind.
A loud crack.
Russia's whiskers bend back and he flinches away.
His field of vision outside the stones is completely cut off, save for small holes from which moonlight leaks in between the leaves above his head. All the wind sounds muffle and sticks dig into Russia's side. Russia yowls, but he doesn't move away.
'I don't want to risk hurting anyone. I could squish them if I panic.'
His fur grows wet with blood. He turns his head back and finds himself covered in leaves and branches. He feels them dig into his skin and his purring takes on a different pitch as he tries to ignore the pain.
'I can't risk hurting one of them. I can't panic. I'm too large. Too dangerous.'
"Ruby?!" America exclaims, pulling up onto his hands and knees.
"Russia? Are you okay?" Ukraine exclaims, standing up from his spot beside Alberta.
Russia meows sadly and nods. He leans over and nuzzles Texas' head. He knocks Texas' hat to the side and begins grooming Texas' hair to distract himself. Texas shifts and then leans into Russia's neck, still asleep.
New Mexico then walks outside with South Carolina on her tail near Russia's face, bushing back the brush. South Dakota pushes back the tree trunk near his tail and North Dakota shoves her way through. Slowly, Russia feels the splinters being pulled back. His fur expands a little, and he hears a startled yelp and then laughter.
The largest pieces are removed and the states press against Russia and slide back around. Russia growls at the sensation that fills his mind with an odd sense of pain.
North Carolina pushes around with a soft laugh. New Mexico follows him, spitting pine needles out of her mouth. Russia smells the sap in her hair and begins licking at it. She squeals and begins pushing away. Russia grabs her with one of his paws and licks her hair as best as he could. She tries to shove him away, but Russia doesn't listen.
The pine needles feel strange against his tongue.
'I must clean my kin.'
Memories of New York flash in his mind's eye, and Russia pauses. New Mexico takes the opportunity to yank away. She picks her hairclip up off the floor and fixes it back into her hair.
"Okay, EWW!" New Mexico exclaims.
"We might have to get used to it. He is a giant cat," Kansas comments offhandedly.
"Well, that doesn't mean I'm going to like it!"
'We should let the others know we're okay.'
'I wonder if America has enough magic to summon a message.' Russia begins to think, tucking his paws back underneath him. He imagines Massachusetts summoning a message.
'Make a circle.'
'I don't have any hands.'
'God Damn it.' Russia does get curious though. He closes his eyes and finds that the value in his chest hadn't changed. He opens it and static fills his head. He looks down at his paws but doesn't see anything. He starts filtering magic and glowing on the tip of his nose catches his attention.
'Oh.'
He swallows and blinks a few times. He closes the valve as much as he can while still having magic flowing. The images of the strings and fog disappear, and he starts to feel sick from filtering the grey masses. Even still, he finds his connection to the real, physical world, is a lot more solid now than it would be just viewing the magic.
He moves his head in a circle, and a pink disk appears in front of him. It's a uniform pink.
'How do I... hmm.'
'Dixie.'
The pink swirls. A whirlpool forms in the middle. It looks like a sand donut that inverts itself.
Then, the center grows white for a split second before it fades into a new image. It's dark, and it takes a moment for Russia to focus on the picture. He sees Dixie sleeping uncomfortably against a wooden door. Russia meows.
"What- where- AHHH CAT!"
Dixie jumps to his feet and swings his fist at the message. He misses. Russia meows again. "What the fuck? How is a cat doing magic? Wait... light pi- Russia?" Dixie blabbers, his eyes wide.
"Russia?" New York asks, entering the view from under Dixie's arm. Russia meows. America crawls onto Russia's front paw. Russia tilts his head over and nuzzles the side of America's head. It feels strangely muted. Russia figures it's because of using magic.
'At least I'm not completely disconnected.'
The Dakotas follow America and poke their heads next to Russia's.
"Hello!" South Dakota chirps with a smile.
"Hi, Uncle Dixie," Alabama says sheepishly, fixing Texas' hat.
"You found them?" Dixie asks breathlessly.
"We did. They're okay," America says happily, but there is an undertone of anger that makes Russia bristle.
"Oh thank the Lord," Dixie exclaims, covering his face.
New York slumps against Dixie with gitty, almost unhinged laughter.
"Can I yell at Texas?" Dixie asks.
"You'll have to wait," America says, gently smiling at a sleeping Texas, "he's sleeping right now and I'm not going to wake him up."
Dixie scoffs, but his face softens.
"He's sleeping?"
"Yeah. For right now, at least."
Dixie sighs.
"Okay. So, before yous guys get distracted, what are the current injuries."
"Well, I'm missing most of my foot and Finland is missing her arm. Also, I don't know if this counts, but Russia is a cat and I can fly."
"What do you mean you're missing part of your foot?!"
"It was bitten off. I'm fine."
An unfamiliar stream of magic catches Russia's attention. Russia growls, and the growling graduates to a hiss. He faces the tree branches, feeling blind and scared.
"Woah. What's goin' on there, Amy?"
"Ruby?" America asks.
Russia faces outside and hisses before turning to America with a soft mew. America turns back to the message.
"I think we have to go. Sorry. We'll talk to you soon."
America swipes at the message and it dissipates. The cavern goes dark. Russia smells the air, but the only thing that comes to him is the smell of pine and blood.
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littlestarofthewest · 4 years
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ok I'm sorry if this sent more than once, tumblr mobile was being weird...but. All the women are out of camp for the day for one reason or another. Some of the remaining men get a game of poker going, but they're low on funds so it's STRIP POKER of course. Male reader's losing pretty bad and loses the last round...with no more clothes to get rid of, uh oh! How's he supposed to pay up?
I have no freaking idea why this story turned out the way it did, but I hope you enjoy (I could even imagine a part two, but who knows). 
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Title: A Snake Among Us | Word Count: 3234 | Rating: Explicit
Pairing: the Van der Linde Gang x reader  (kind of, God knows how to tag this)
Tags: solo male, masturbation, sex toy, voyeurism
"Are you sure you don't want us to come with you?" Arthur asks for the third time now.
You stand with him by the side of the wagon. Hosea is sitting in the front and the girls in the back. Dutch is turning his horse around, looking at him. "Between Hosea and me, we have enough guns. What this job needs is finesse."
"And we have plenty of that as well," Hosea says, nodding back to the girls.
"Just try not to burn the camp down," Miss Grimshaw says, clearly as unhappy about the arrangement as Arthur.
Arthur looks back over his shoulder at the other men. "Can't promise anything."
"We'll be back before you know it," Hosea says, tugging at the reins. "Don't worry."
Dutch rides to the front with the wagon rolling after him, and you stand there with Arthur until they're out of sight. "Are we going after them?"
The way Arthur looks at you, you know he thought about it, but he shakes his head. "When Hosea and Dutch agree on something, then you better not question it. Come on, let's make sure the others behave."
The first thing you see when reaching the fire are the bottles of whiskey going around, and Sean is entertaining everyone with a story about his latest score. John is holding out a bottle to you. You look over to Arthur, and he laughs. "Don't look at me for permission. I ain't Hosea."
You take the bottle from John to take a swig. John is watching Arthur. "Does that mean you're not going to play chaperone?"
"You do whatever you want," Arthur says, shrugging his shoulders.
He takes the bottle from you, drinking a few gulps that make your throat hurt just by watching. Sean must have caught on to the conversation. He steps onto a box, stretching out his arms. "You hear that, fellers? Choirboy Morgan is with us for a change."
"How about some poker then?" Javier throws in. "Some nice, innocent fun."
He's clearly teasing Arthur, but Arthur just smiles. "Sure. I don't mind taking your money."
"What about you, Y/N?" Javier asks.
Poker isn't exactly your game, but it should be fun to let loose for once, now that you don't have to worry about a job. "Sure, why not."
You walk over to the table with the others, Sean following you. He ends up sitting next to you. Arthur, Javier, and John take the other seats while the rest of the boys find places to sit so they can watch. 
"Five dollars buy-in?" Arthur asks, striking a match on his boot and lighting a cigarette. When everybody stares at him, you included, he raises his eyebrows. "What?"
"Where have you been playing poker?" Javier asks.
"Saint Denise?" Arthur says, seemingly unsure what the problem is.
Sean huffs next to you. "Listen, Mr. Big Shot, since you've been keeping me out of the big scores-"
"Have not," Arthur throws in, but Sean talks over him.
"- I don't have the funds to throw the big dollars around with you fellers."
"Then we play without money," you suggest.
Javier nods along, but John shakes his head. "That's boring. There gotta be some stakes."
"Play strip poker then," Bill throws in. When everybody looks at him, he shrugs. "What? I ain't the one who can't spring five lousy dollars."
"Ah, why not," Sean says, clapping his hands on the table. "I'm in. John's half-naked most of the time anyway."
"Hey!" John grunts, but Sean ignores him.
"Arthur, you in?" Sean asks.
You're sure that Arthur will not only say no but shut the thing down. Instead, he shrugs his shoulders again. "I ain't got no problem with taking your clothes instead of your money."
"What was in that bottle of yours, John?" Sean chuckles, and John glances at Arthur as if he's thinking the same thing.
Arthur shuffles the cards, the cigarette still between his lips as he looks over the table. "Y/N? Javier?"
"Just deal already," Javier says, and all eyes wander to you.
You didn't worry too much about losing a bit of cash, but your clothes are a very different thing. Even worse is the prospect of watching any of the other guys undress. Ever since you joined the gang, you kept wondering how Dutch managed to put so many attractive sons of bitches in one place. 
You've seen some of them in various stages of undress. That's something you can't avoid while living in such close quarters, but you never walked away from it unscathed. More often than not, you end up pleasuring yourself with at least one of them in mind. This just became a very dangerous gamble, but you can't think of a way to say no without looking like a complete loser.
"I'm in," you say with a shrug, doing your best to sound casual.
"Alright, let's go then," Arthur says, and only seconds later, your first cards fly your way.
Although your heart is racing, you try your best to keep a poker face. The first ones to lose are Javier and Sean, but with only their hats gone, they shrug it off easily. When John has to take off an item for the first time, everybody gratulates him on wearing more than his union suit for a change. 
Next, both you and Arthur lose your coats, while Sean has to let go of his vest. It keeps going like this, and when you pick your boots to take off next, the others use that option, too. That tactic keeps the game decent for quite some time, but then it begins to get interesting. 
You have a string of luck, taking more and more clothes off the others while you stay almost completely dressed. Arthur and Javier end up sitting there shirtless, John is down to his union suit, and Sean slips out of his pants with a grunt, sitting back down next to you in his underwear.
Maybe it's because you get cocky with nothing to worry about, maybe your luck just turns, but all of a sudden, you keep losing. Javier has to take off his shirt. Other than that, you're the only one who has to strip. In only a few rounds, you take off your vest, shirt, and pants. Sitting there in your underwear, you sure hope that this is it. 
Looking around at so much naked skin, you're sporting a little tent with no interest in showing it to anyone. You watch John and Sean closely since they are the closest to getting naked beside you. Sean actually loses, but instead of getting up, he pushes his underwear down under the table. 
"You fellers are really eager to get some Irish dick," he jokes, making the others laugh while you do your best not to look over to him.
John is about to deal the next round when he suddenly stops mid shuffle. "Sean's already naked, what happens if he loses again?"
"I guess he's just out of the game then," Arthur says.
"Then we'll all end up sitting here naked, and nobody loses or wins," Javier huffs, and John goes back to his earlier argument.
"Yeah, that's boring as hell."
"What do you want him to do?" Arthur grunts. "Sit on 'the snake'?"
Everybody stares at Arthur out of big eyes, and Bill has a horrible coughing fit. With your heart pounding like crazy, you take a deep breath, asking a question that you know you'll regret. "What's 'the snake'?"
"I'll get it," Javier says, jumping up from his chair and walking over to his tent.
"I was joking," Arthur calls after him, and a weird atmosphere takes hold of all the men. It's anxiety and excitement at the same time, and when Javier comes back, you get an idea why. He puts "the snake" in the middle of the table, making Arthur roll his eyes. "Why would you get that?"
"John wanted to have some stakes," Javier says with a grin. "That's a stake."
All eyes fall to the middle of the table. The snake is pretty much a wooden penis, with a small base on the bottom so it can stand on its own. The tip is a little thicker, and carvings in the wood actually make it look a little like a snake. 
"I've never asked where you even got that thing," Sean says, lifting his hand as if he wants to touch it, but then he just rubs his neck.
"From a nice girl, I met," Javier says, his eyes glazing over as if he remembers something. "She sure knew her way around that thing."
John is leaning over the table, inspecting "the snake" from all sides before looking at Arthur. "So when you said 'sitting on it,' did you mean like getting off on it?"
"How often do you want me to say that I was joking?" Arthur says, rubbing his forehead. It seems that he's finally reaching the end of his rope after all. "We're not doing that."
"Then we're back to money?" John asks, looking at Sean. "You might need to get your big dollars out after all."
Sean is about to jump up but thinks better of it. "Oh no, I'd rather sit on that thing."
Everybody falls quiet for a long time until Javier pushes 'the snake' closer to Arthur. "Come on, big boy. You really want to chicken out now?"
Arthur rubs his beard, thinking about it, and finally, he throws his hands in the air in defeat. "Shit, we got this far, might as well go all the way. But I ain't forcing anyone. If you want to get out, now is the time, and nobody's gonna give you shit for it."
He looks around the table, and you know you should get up, but something deep inside of you forces you to stay. It's a thrill you can't quite explain. Both the thought of watching one of the others doing this, or maybe even being the one yourself, makes your cock twitch. Heat takes hold of your body when John picks up the cards again, sealing all of the players' fate when he deals the next hand. 
Sean gets lucky, and instead, Arthur is the one who has to give up his pants. Your body grows uncomfortably hot when you look around the table. There aren't many items of clothing left, and Sean is still in danger of ending up on "the snake" in the next round. 
It doesn't come to it, though. Instead of Sean, you're the one who has to get rid of your underwear. You pull it down under the table just like Sean did. Still, that doesn't change the fact that you're on the hot seat now as well. And now it's Sean's turn to deal. You wouldn't accuse any of the guys of cheating, but the thought still takes root in your mind. 
"Luck of the Irish," Sean quips at the end of the round while your heart stops. You stare down at the cards, cold shivers running down your spine. There's no way around it. You lost. It's your turn on "the snake." "Go on then," Sean says with a nudge of his elbow to your ribs. 
John clears the cards off the table, the only thing remaining is "the snake." All of a sudden, it's seems so big compared to any guy you've had in the past. And it's not soft or yielding like a penis. It might be polished a whole lot, but it's still solid wood. With a deep breath, you get up, holding a hand over your genitals to have at least a last line of defense. You won't be able to hide how this fucked up situation actually turns you on, but for now, you can pretend.
After having a quick look around, you get up on the table. All eyes are on "the snake," and you try to figure out the logistics when Charles suddenly holds out a hand. 
"Wait!" he says, stepping over to his tent, before coming back with a small bottle. "Here."
You give him a thankful nod, and after a deep breath, you take your hand away from your crotch. Some hushed sounds are coming from the men around the table, but you can't pinpoint who it is. Instead, you try to forget all about your surroundings. This is about getting through this with as much dignity as you can, preferably without hurting yourself. 
After unscrewing the bottle, you get a good amount of oil on your hand and grab "the snake." Holding it like this takes a bit of your anxiety away. You clearly had bigger cocks in your ass, so there's no reason why you should be afraid. Running your hand up and down the wooden length, you try to imagine that it's just that, the cock of a feller you just met, and you're getting ready to go for a ride. 
With a new portion of oil on your hand, you prepare yourself next. Leaning forward, you bring up your fingers to your hole, making circles around your rim before pushing a finger inside. Your cock keeps twitching, and you can hear the breathing of the men around you, the silence sometimes interrupted when someone shifts into a new position. 
Without looking at them, you dare to imagine what they think. There's a reason why Bill suggested strip poker in the first place, and Javier was all too eager to get "the snake." Even Arthur, joke or not, had the thought of someone actually riding that thing. It might be weird that you're turned on by this, but the guys around you aren't any better. Hell, it's not like any of them is leaving. With that thought in your head, you decide to make this good for everybody involved.
Arching your back, you push back onto your own finger, letting it slide in and out a few times before you take it out. Then you reach back and grab "the snake," positioning yourself above it. As graceful as you can, you sink down slowly, the tip sliding into you. Resting for a moment, you get used to the feeling before pushing further down. The toy glides into you without trouble, and you begin to enjoy the stretch. 
It's actually not so different from what you're used to, and without looking at anybody in particular, you roll your hips. "The snake" creates a nice rub inside of you, and it stands stable enough that you can actually ride it as if there was a guy under you. At first, you keep yourself propped up on the table while you move up and down, but then you sit back, letting your hands roam over your body. 
With one hand, you tease your own nipples and massage your chest, while the other hand runs down your stomach. You cup your balls and roll them around in your fingers, keeping your hips always in motion to push "the snake" in and out. There are more sounds around you. Breathing, coughing, even quiet grunts, and shuffling of feet. You try your best to ignore it, especially when your hand finally grabs your cock. 
Every muscle in your body is tense, and your legs feel tired, but you keep going. Once in a while, you sit so far up that "the snake" almost glides out of you. Then you push back down with one harsh thrust. The treatment makes you gasps, but you can't help doing it again. Your fingers move up and down your length at a steady pace. Whenever the toy is buried deep inside of you, you tease the tip of your cock with a quick rub. Smearing precome over yourself, you know you won't last much longer, not if you keep this pace.
Moans and more gasps escape you as you quicken your movements. You need "the snake" deeper inside of you, and soon you're going so hard that you have to concentrate on not losing it. The hand on your cock loses its rhythm more often than not as you're stroking yourself in a frenzy. The tension in your body grows, your balls tightening. You bite your lower lip and move so fast that your balls slap against the toy, making a sound that echoes through the night. 
You have your eyes closed by now, only focused on the sensations in your body. Your mind is racing with scenes and pictures that you imagined in some restless nights, all the men around you making an appearance. A new idea pops up in your head, letting you think that they could get up and touch you. Somebody could take out "the snake," making room for his own cock. They could take turns fucking you, reaching around to tease your cock, make you come. You're sure your mouth wouldn't go unnoticed. They could hold your face, make you suck them off, push deep, and come down your throat.
The picture becomes so clear in your mind, it's almost as if it's really happening. With loud moans, you pump your cock so violently that there's no turning back. With you pushing yourself hard onto "the snake," it goes in as far as possible, hitting just the right spot deep inside. Your balls tighten and your cock pulses, hot strings of come shooting out of you onto the table.
Everything is quiet then except for your hard breathing. You carefully stroke yourself a little more before slipping of "the snake."
"I hate to interrupt a good party, boys, but you might want to get decent," a voice says next to. "The ladies will be back any second."
Your eyes fly open, and you stare right at Dutch. You have no idea when he came back, and if he saw what you did, but even if he just came in, he'd have a pretty good idea of what occurred. The men around you scramble to their feet, looking for their clothes. Arthur is kind enough to hand you your coat so you can cover up quickly. Javier pulls out a bandana and hastily wraps "the snake" into it. While Dutch walks back to the horses, you pick up your clothes.
At first, you're horribly embarrassed, but looking around, you notice how most of the other guys do their best to quickly get into their pants. They turn away from each other, hiding their crotches and avoiding eye contact. They aren't a lick better than you. 
Holding your head up high, you don't bother to dress or even close your coat. Instead, you look at all of the others in turn. "I think the next time we play, whoever wins should take the place of the snake. I sure wouldn't mind losing."
There are silent grunts and curses, clothes falling to the ground, and men tumbling to the floor. Your heart beats like a drum as you walk through the camp, watching as the men flee in their respective tents or opt to hide somewhere in the woods. You know what they're doing, and the thought that you brought this on, maybe entering their minds in minutes, gives you such a powerful feeling that you know exactly what you're going to do in your own tent. You're more than ready for round two.
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A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 79)
"Burning Memories in Massachusetts"
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Yo!! You fuckers up!?" Slim is banging on the door to the backroom of The Bus. "Wake your bitch asses up!" He continues to bang.
Luna groans, pulling the pillow over her head. Colson pulling the blankets over them. Slim continues to bang.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!" Colson yells after a few more minutes of banging. This stops it.
"What the hell, Man?" Luna moans, rolling into his warm body. "I'm so fucking tired of being tired..." She complains.
Colson strokes her hair, kissing her lightly on the head. "I know Kitten.... You can stay asleep until rehearsal." He offers.
"I can't." She sighs, snuggling in closer to him. Tangling her bare legs in his. "I have that meeting at 2P..."
"With the DarkWeb Guy?" He asks to her nod.
Her hand is stroking his chest, making his semi a full on. Keeping her warm under the blankets with him, his fingers begin to roam her body.
Down the curve of her waist, up her hip bone around to her plump ass. Squeezing it tight. Her coos tell him to continue. Rolling her on her back, he kisses her neck softly. Making his way to her breasts. Tonguing and flicking each peircing. Luna moans, pulling his head up.
"Come'mere." She pleads, pulling him into her mouth.
They kiss deeply. Colson moving in between her willing legs. Running his hands through her hair as he kisses her. Feeling how hard he is, Luna grabs his dick. Shifting her hips as she works him into her.
"Oh fuuuuck..." Colson let's out lowly as he buries his face into Luna's neck.
Shifting together, Colson slowly drives deep inside of her. Making them both moan. Their sex is sweet and lazy. Kisses sprinkled with closed eyes.
Their pace picks up as they both become close. Luna clinging to Colson's body. Breathing heavy, she feels the warmth of an orgasm begin to wash over her. Bucking harder against him as she grips his body.
"Oh, Bunny...." Luna breathes out.
"One more second, Kitten..." He tells her.
Pulling his closer with her thighs and arching her back. Luna makes them both cum when she clenches her walls around his thick cock.
Sighing, Colson lays on her chest to catch his breath. She strokes his hair as she closes her eyes. Enjoying the way he stays inside of her afterwards. They're just about to drift off again when there's another bang.
"We heard y'all fuck. It's time to get up." Slim hollers from the other side of the door again.
"I'm gonna murder your fucking friend." Luna states to Colson's laughter and kisses.
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Dressed in one of Colson's long sleeve t-shirts and over the knee socks, Luna follows him out of their room.
"You are not my favorite person today. At all." Luna states to Slim as she grabs a cup of coffee.
"Am I ever?" He snorts at her.
"No." She shakes her head with blunt words. "Maybe Top 5 if your lucky, but your ass is LowMan today." She continues as she climbs on the couch.
Slim and Luna have a love/hate relationship.
Slim would love to hate her. Luna can be such a raging cunt with no limit at times. Which genuinely worries him but he respects her loyalty to Kells too much. Plus, he can't help but find her fascinating when she does pop off.
Although Luna respects Slim as a person and Colson's bestfriend as a whole, she simply doesn't give a fuck. Ya like her, ya like her. Ya don't, Fuck YOU. That's pretty much been her motto her whole life. It's not changing anytime soon.
"Oh Shit!! Top 5 somedays??" Slim teases her.
"Don't hype yourself up. It's a rarity." She smirks at him. "Now what the fuck were you banging about?" She asks as she takes the joint from him. Hitting it a few times before passing it to Benny.
"Mothafucken' charts, B!" Slim hollers.
"Oh Fuck!! New music Friday!" Colson exclaims coming out of the bathroom. "Pull that shit up." He instructs anyone.
It's up and they're on it. Everything higher then before. Luna and Ashley are still sitting at #1 for their fourth week. Colson and Dom bumping up one to #2, right behind them. Bad Things is still holding the #5 slot for it's fourth week also. While THAT Type bounced from #12 up to #7, breaking into the Billboard Top 10. Keeping Hollywood Whore at #9. El Diablo jumping five slots to #13. Almost making all of their singles Top 10 Hits. The most surprising move this week is from BeBe Rexha. Break Up With Your Girlfriend sliding into #10 all the way from #22 last week.
"YOOOOO!!" Colson exclaims as he pulls a bottle of champagne from the fridge and pops it. "We murken' this shit!!"
Everyone is hype. Handing a glass over for some bubbly. Luna sits curled on the edge of the couch with her coffee, lighting a joint.
It's been said before, Luna is A.) Not a morning person and B.) Doesn't really care where she charts. Knowing how important it is to others, she shoots Ashley a LOVE text.
Plopping down beside her, Colson is like a jumping bean. Sometimes he's seriously too much.
"We're fucken' shit up, Kitten!!" He says excitedly, pulling her face over for a kiss.
"I heard..." She answers after, hitting the joint.
He chuckles at her nonchalantness. Colson knows things like this don't matter to Luna. Sometimes it makes him a little jealous. The way her art is her own. How she has no one over her shoulder with a money bag, telling her what she can and can't do.
"I'm so fucking proud of you." She smiles sweetly, wrapping her free arm around his neck to kiss him. "Ya killing the game, Son!!" She exclaims before she kisses him again. It being interrupted by his laughter.
"You're fucking awesome." He grins at her before kissing her again.
Smiling at him, she lifts her joint to his lips. Both comforted by how she knows exactly what he wants and needs.
Two more bottles of champagne are popped. Everyone is pumped and beyond excited for Hotel Diablo's debut. Luna pulls Slim, Rook and Baze in for a group hug.
"Thanks." She tells them, kissing each of their cheeks.
With a cocked eye Slim asks "For what?"
"Because THAT Type is US. WE got a #7 hit, not me. That's was all us. From my lyrics to you guys helping figure out the beat to how you recorded me, back to Rook's directorial fucking debut!!" She beams, pulling them in close again as she kisses their grinning cheeks.
"Yo!!" Colson shouts, grabbing their attention.
Turning towards him, Luna pulls them back. "Don't forget. You're #1 too. All of us. We murked that Motherfucker."
Before they can respond, Colson stands up on one of the couches. He's so tall he has to duck down as he starts belting out Queen.
🎶WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS, MY FRIENDS🎶
The whole Bus, including Luna, Baze, Rook and Slim start singing along with him. Arms over each other's shoulders. Swaying as they sing and grin.
🎶AND WE'LL KEEP ON FIGHTING. TILL THE END🎶
The group of friends bellow in happiness together. One grabbing another's shoulder until everyone is linked. All of them singing loudly.
🎶WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS, WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS🎶
Slim quickly pecks Luna on the cheek as he grins through the next lyrics.
🎶NO TIME FOR LOSERS🎶
🎶Cause we are the Champions🎶
Laughing, they all belt out loud and horribly.
🎶OF THE WORRRRRRLD🎶
Bursting into uproarious laughter, they all hug each other before toasting their success again.
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The band heads to The Palladium. Luna gets dressed for her meeting with Travis.
Getting stoned as usual, she showers on The Bus. Which sucks. Sipping on champagne, Luna bangs three 30s before she throws on skinnies and green hoodie. Pulling on her Vans and red baseball hat, Luna grabs her board. Out The Bus's doors she goes.
Hitting the streets of Worcester, Luna skates over to meet Travis. Grinding, rail sliding and ollieing the whole way. Ripping through the town, things start to look oddly familiar to Luna. She can't place why though.
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Meeting Travis in the back of the diner, he's nervous. Luna pops a untraceable hotspot to his relief. They decline any food. Asking only for water and coffee.
"Okay..." Travis begins feeling more secure over Luna's line. "We're up but not Live." He explains.
Typing on his laptop, he shows Luna the logistics of getting to the site. In the search bar with no www. if you type in h2h it automatically directs you to the site. Travis explaining he chose h2h as help to help. Luna thinks it's perfect.
Travis goes on to talk about the protection of the site. For both it's patients and providers. The way he had figured it, they would enter their phone number in the box to submit. He explains that almost like a RoboCaller, he has a device to weed out contracted lines from disposable ones. Hoping this will keep the police off their trail.
His idea is, once the phone number's entered and its confirmed as a secure line, the program then texts another link, asking to provide ID for both the patient and the buddy accompanying them.
Luna's confused by this. Travis explains his idea. In order to keep everyone safe, patients need to be vetted. Not for criminal reasons but to make sure it's not a part of a sting. He goes on to explain how the accompanying buddy is to make the patient feel safe because ultimately, he thinks they should be picked up at a third party location. Never knowing where the facility is. His idea is that they would be safely transported, treated and returned. Ideally placing neither party in danger.
Luna thinks this is ingenious. Praising his thoughts, efforts and work. Next is how to get the word out. They're thinking old school. Graffiti, stickers, word of mouth. The question is how to be clever about it....
Having an idea, Luna pulls up a photo of Persephone.
Knowing the truth behind the Greek mythology and wondering about her fish, she suggest they use Persephone with a simple h2h on the bottom for stickers.
Luna not worried about tagging the diluted state of AL with the message. Nor worried about walking the streets or into shelters to spread the word.
Her only obstacle being, that her line is secure enough to reassure the doctors of any unexpected repercussions.
Travis can't help but admire Luna's ideas and dedication. Her enthusiasm solidifying what he does. The two depart satisfied. Both agreeing to not go Live until Luna is confident in the Drs agreeance.
Luna leaving the waitress a twenty for her. Part for her discretion. Mostly for her profession.
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Standing outside the diner, Luna's body guides her. Finding herself outside of Colombo Park, Luna's flooded by emotions. She's been here before.
Things weren't always rough with Justin. Like life with any addiction, it had it's cycles. He could be clean for a month or he could be clean for 18... It was all a guessing game. When it was good. It was fucking fantastic. Luna could see her bestfriend again in those crystal blue eyes. One of those times was in Massachusetts.
Luna being obsessed with odd things, Justin had obliged her a roadtrip to Salem. Making a pitstop in Worcester. Stopping to eat and get stoned in this same park.
Luna finds the treeline they sat along.
Laying down on the cool ground, She lights a joint. Mind drifting to Them.
"Hi." Luna says into the air in a tiny voice. Running her fingers through the grass, she continues to talk. "I miss you... So fucking much." Luna starts to gently sob. The last couple of days catching up with her. "I hope you're okay. Sometimes I think I am, but I don't really know." She tries to catch her breath. "Things are really weird in my life right now. It's like our bubble popped when I left home and now I'm splattered everywhere. For all too see. Fuck. I have a number one single right now, Babe. Like, what the fuck is that? How much more anti-me could could I be??" She asks the light breeze. "Everything is so big and excessive. I miss being quiet so much......" She trails off, pulling her hood over her head.
Thinking of the nights her and Justin would hang out at home, creating together or meeting up with Mack, Tim and everyone else for small intimate performances, dinners, drinks or whatever..... Wistful plots of them overthrowing their government.... Marching through Manhattan together protesting against Trump's inauguration... Drunkenly laughing as they planned strategies for The Zombopocolypse.... Luna's breath shudders. "Fuck." She thinks as the tears drop.
"I'm getting married. Never thought I'd say that...." She sniffles. "Not really an Us kind of thing, hunh...?" Luna stares up at the clouds for any sign from her dead lover. "I love him. And he asked. And I wanted to say Yes." Luna bites her lip, trying to fight the new tears. "You two are so fucking different but have these same strange similarities." Luna sighs through the pain in her heart thinking of them both. "You wouldn't believe my life anymore.... You'd probably make fun of me for being a fucking sell out." She chuckles lightly. "Ugh. We were such fucking snobs."
Luna lays on her back, staring at the sky. Remembering what it was like to be obscure. She can't breathe as her heart rips apart thinking of a time when she was more important to Justin than any other substance.
Tears dripping out of the sides of her eyes. Trying to control her breathing, just as a cardinal lands upon the tip of her Van. The bird sits as they stare at each other for a moment. Adjusting it's self, the cardinal cranes it's head, peering at her for what feels like an eternity. Another bird sqwauks from above, causing it to turn it's head. Looking back to her, the cardinal stares again before blinking at Luna and flying away.
"Bye." She whispers. Noticing she can breath again.
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Colson and Tech are working through some difficulties when Luna pops in at The Palladium.
Luna heads to the bus and changes. She's warm from her emotions and skating through town. Throwing on black shorts and mini cowboy boots. She sits for a minute. Getting high while she thinks of Colson and Justin. Two completely different beings but both owning a piece of her heart.
Walking off of The Bus, Luna stops. Snapping a picture of her legs. Sitting down on The Bus's steps she manipulates the photo before she Snaps it to Ashley.
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Before she makes it into the venue Ash Snaps her back.
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Laughing, Luna calls her as she walks into the venue. Ashley has a show in Mexico City on the 24th that she wants Luna with her for.
Not knowing anyone's schedule, Luna agrees. She had already said if Ashley leads, she'll follow on this one. Luna's never been one to go against her word.
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It's rounding out 6P. The Band goes on at 8P. Backstage is hectic as always.
Colson flying. He's been bumping the half ounce from Philly. Moving and talking quicker then his usual mile a minute.
Luna notices the change but can't put her finger on it. If she doesn't know EXACTLY what the fuck she's speaking on, Luna won't say a word. So, she does as she always has. Watches and waits. Until she KNOWS something of substance.
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Colson kisses Luna with an unusual jitter before he hits the stage. She knows he lives off of amphetamines but this is the first time she's felt it.
Standing with Ashleigh as usual on the side of the stage, Luna goes against her better judgment.
"He aight?" She asks Ashleigh.
She gives Luna an odd look. "Yeah... Why?"
Luna respects Ashleigh too much to simply snap on her. Choosing her words wisely.
Luna shakes her off with a "He seems different." Before turning to give Ashleigh with a stern, unamused look.
"That's just Kells.." Ashleigh tries to reassure her.
Luna's not having that bullshit. Grabbing Ashleigh's elbow, she looks her directly in the eye.
"Don't fuck with me." She warns.
Ashleigh never being on the receiving end of Luna's maddness. She easily submits.
"I'm NOT!!" She exclaims. "I don't know half of what the fuck he does!! Unless he tells me!"
"I'm sorry." Luna immediately relents. "He's not right though...." Luna trails off.
Appreciating how Luna can tell the difference in Kells like she can, she slides her arm around Luna's waist.
"You're a smart cookie, Loons. And I truly love you."
Ashleigh's words distract Luna. Her heart exploding like The Grich's. She adores Ashleigh. Not only as a woman but THE woman who manages to keep Colson in direction.
"I love you too, Ash. You're my G-H... Get Higher!!" Luna laughs hugging her tightly. "I gotta change. Thank you though. For simply being you." Luna kisses Ashleigh's cheek and disappears before she has a chance to respond.
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Colson and The Boys rage. Flying through their beginning setlist.
Sex Drive being an unknown but welcome treat to his family. Kicking in with the same opening of Habits and Bad News 2. Ripping into El Diablo. Colson's shirt being lost during. LOCO, GTS and Wild Boy following.
Lighting a joint as he starts Let You Go, Colson glances over to find Luna's body SideStage.
"That's MY girl." He grins. Looking over to sing certain lyrics to her.
He changes the lyrics again on Candy and Hollywood Whore. Promising he'll only get a Wife because She's the Baddest Bitch He Trusts.
Fittingly so, considering he quiets the crowd down after.
"Yo, Yo, Yo!!" He shouts "FAM!!!"
Luna begins to play the opening chords of Bad Things on the piano.
"This Bitch. This Bitch is who I trust." Colson declares as he walks over to kiss Luna. "You know when you got a RideOrDie, right? You just feel it." He declares, lifting Luna's chin for another kiss. "THIS." He dips down to kiss Luna again, tears welling in his eyes. "Is my RideOrDie. My Now or Never." He chuckles at his reference to Ashley. "My Mary J to my Meth... Tell em, Kitten."
Luna opens up flawlessly. Voice strong and thick. Colson taking her CenterStage. Displaying her like a doll as he raps. Until the chorus and Band slam.
Luna is no one's doll. She commands Colson and the audience. They're hers as she prances around the stage. Pushing against Colson to assert her dominance. Her voice striking the lyrics as she teases him. This is HER stage. She does what the fuck she wants. Skipping and shouting to the crowd. Integrating them into her lyrics.
There's a different feel to their set. Luna's in rare form. Not touching him as much but egging the crowd more. Colson watches her in awe. She has no trouble commanding his crowd of over 2K people.
Allowing him to stand behind her, they belt the ending lyrics together.
🎶I'm all in🎶
🎶There is no maybe🎶
Luna turns and grips Colson. Her tongue dipping deep inside his overwhelmed mouth. Taking anything and EVERYTHING she wants.
Colson has no breath when she's done. Grabbing his mic, she shouts Thank You. Sliding her hand down his loose jeans, she rolls his balls in her fingers.
"You're on" She whispers before shoving the mic in his loose hand and disappearing off stage.
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Colson and The Band continue to destroy the audience. Ripping them apart as they perform See Through My Tears, and Till I Die.
Rook's performance of ShoutAt The Devil is easily becoming one of Luna's favorite.
Colson goes on to perform Rap Devil and Till I Die. Slamming through Golden God, Alpha Omega, Lately, Bad Motherfucker, Wake&Bake, 27 and Sail.
The lights go down to the crowds moans. Looking at Luna, he pulls up a stool next to his only mic.
In the dark he starts to speak. "I covered this because it hits home.... Loons. Please." He taps the stool next to him on stage. Arena still dark.
Heart pounding, Luna walks on stage. Taking Colson's hand as she slides onto the stool. His smile is to sweet to resist as he runs his hand along her skull. Bringing her in for a kiss.
He sits the microphone just over Luna's right shoulder. He knows that's the good one.
"Ready?" He asks the band before he starts to strum
🎶I've been watching you🎶
🎶For some time🎶
🎶Can't stop staring🎶
🎶At those ocean eyes🎶
Luna's heart swells as tears well her eyes. There's an honesty between them to the cover. Both of them knowing it all too well.
Colson ends to the crowd's cheers and Luna's tears. It touching them each in different ways.
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For the first time, Luna and Colson walk of stage calm. There was something about Billie's cover that hit them hard.
In his dressing room, they're soft and delicate with each other. A welcome but strange change from their norm.
Instead of bending Luna in front of a mirror, he lays her down. Wanting to take his time with her. Sucking on her neck and kissing her lips. Moving down to her collarbone. He can feel her pulse for him. Moaning as she juts her hips towards him.
They're interrupted by a BANG and YO!!!
Irritated, Luna knees Colson. "Fix your shit." She tells him.
Climbing off of her, he notices the doorknob is hot. Not wanting to panic Luna, he looks around, thinking quickly.
"Baby. We gotta move." He tells her.
"Why the fuck are you calling me Baby?" Luna asks immediately alarmed.
Wrapping his elbow, he busts out their dressing room window. It's a small basement window. Most wouldn't make it out but he knows him and Luna can.
"Colson..?" Luna asks.
This is the first time he's ever seen her scared. Collecting their things and throwing them through the window, he makes sure to hit any shards hanging.
"Baby. I know you don't like that word. But we gotta move. You gotta go out that window."
Luna's eyes are wide. She doesn't know what's happening. Her breath starts to pick up as her body freezes.
Colson takes her face in his hands. He can feel her shaking.
"LUNA. It's okay." He reassures her, only having time to push her towards the tiny window. "Go, Baby. Go!" He hoists her out.
Stunned and unusually scared, Luna grips the Earth as Colson shoves her on to it. The night's air snapping her back, she turns and bgrabs Colson's shoulders. Pulling him out behind her.
Breathing hard with him between her legs, Luna shouts "What the FUCK WAS THAT!!!" as tears of fear and rage drop from her eyes.
Gripping Colson against her, she doesn't know what the fuck just happened.
Benny appears, dragging them both away before the whole building goes up in flames.
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Once Colson and The Band had finished, someone threw a Moltov cocktail. The fire catching on to the extra drinks left over from their set. Exploding the whole stage.
Slim had grabbed Ashleigh. Rook, AJ and Baze making a quick exit with them.
Benny banging on Colson's door to no answer. Fucked up, he headed outside. Luna and Kells being his only concern.
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Relieved to see Benny, with Colson between her legs. Luna doesn't know what THE FUCK is going on.
Benny pulls them both up. Colson to his feet, then scooping Luna in his arms.
"We OUT, DAWG!!" He shouts to Colson, who's collecting the couple's things.
Luna's not normally a ballsack but this is too much. Burying her face in Benny's neck, she holds tight. Not knowing what to expect.
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The Bus is shook. The only one who speaks is Ashleigh. And she's fucking livid.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAAAAAAT!!!!!!" She screams. "I gotta fucking kid now, you motherfuckers. I'm more than just your BITCH!!! WE COULD'VE FUCKING DIED!!! AND FOR WHAT!??!" She explodes.
No one has anything to say. Luna is shook. Curled in a corner on the couch next to Colson. He's speechless. Slim sits next to him, silently shocked by the night's events. Narrowly making it out, Rook and Baze have their own thoughts. AJ is silent. He didn't sign up for this shit.
Realizing it's his duty, Colson collects himself. Standing up he hugs his friend.
"I'm sorry, Ash. I don't know what happened. I thought shit was all good..."
Everything inside of Colson is on the verge of breaking. They almost died. All of them. Him. Rook. Slim... He can't bring himself to think of the loss of Luna or Ashleigh.
Ashleigh shakes her head. "That wasn't you Kells." Sighing, she adds "I don't know who the fuck that was." A rare tear dropping from her eye.
Colson pulls his friend closer. Knowing somehow it was him.
"Can we all sleep together tonight, please?" Luna asks in a weird tone.
Agreeing they fold up whatever tables, dragging out mattresses.
Sitting on the couch amongst the tons of mattresses, Luna can't help but giggle. It's a defense mechanism. So is smoking pot.
"It's SLEEPOVER TIME BITCHES!!!" She grins at the group of them piled into the front of The Bus as she lights a joint.
"I'll tell you a scary story if you tell me one....." She grins, hitting it.
Luna's trying to claim her sanity and lighten their near death experience.
"BITCH, WE ALMOST DIIIED!!!" Ashleigh shouts out.
"I knoooow.... But we didn't. So shut the FUCK up."
This being the first time Luna has ever gotten loud with Ashleigh. The second time tonight that she's gotten real.
"I'm sorry... I know shit was fucked up tonight." Luna opens up the end of the blanket wrapped around her. "I have weed and xanax..." She smiles as Ashleigh climbs in.
Luna hugs her with a genuine I'm Sorry to Ashleigh's acceptance.
Crowded together like it's Summer Camp, the eight of them spook each other out. Ashleigh calming down after a football. Laughing and passing joints as they tell or make up stories. Fuck Massachusetts, they decide. Ain't Nobody got shit on US.
ESPECIALLY FUCKING Massachusetts.
Curled up snug, hitting joints passed to her, Ashleigh enjoys the Summer Camp sleepover. Feeling secure before she falls asleep, she shouts to Luna's relief and everyone's laughter.
"FUUUCK WORCESTER!!!!"
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Rolling over into Luna, on a bus littered by Assholes. Ashleigh thinks how she wouldn't trade her hand of fools for a deck of Aces any day.
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To be continued....
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Duke Reviews: The Christmas Chronicles
Hi Everyone, I'm Andrew Leduc And Welcome To Duke Reviews Where We Are Continuing Duke's Yultide Reviews...
And On Today's Show, We're Looking At Last Year's Gift To Us From Netflix, The Christmas Chronicles...
This Film Follows 2 Siblings Named Teddy And Kate Pierce Who Hatch A Scheme To Capture Santa Claus On Christmas Eve. But When Their Plan Goes Awry, The Kids Join Forces With Jolly Old Saint Nick (Played By Kurt Russell) And His Elves To Save Christmas Before It Is Too Late, Will They Succeed?
Let's Find Out As We Watch The Christmas Chronicles...
The Film Starts With Videos Of The Pierce Family Celebrating Christmas But That Was Then And This Is Now, As We See That The Youngest Of The Family, Katie Is Watching The Tapes While She Looks For A New One So She Can Send A Video Letter To Santa Claus...
But While Katie Makes Her Video, Her Brother Teddy Hits Her In The Head With A Shoe So He Can Take The Camera From Her, Saying That She Can't Believe That She's Making A Video Letter To Santa Claus As She's 11 Years Old Which Leads Teddy To Try To Tell Her That There Is No Santa Claus But Despite Being A Jerk, Teddy Decides To Instead Just Say That There's No Chance That Santa Will Watch Her Video As He Only Reads Handwritten Letters In The Mail...
Yeah, Katie, With The Way You're Going You're Going To Put S.D. Kruger Out Of A Job...
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Look At That Happy Face! Do You Really Want To Make Him Sad By Making Him Obsolete, Of Course Not...
Going To Meet His Friends, Katie Tells Teddy That She's Coming With As He's Supposed To Be Watching Her But Instead He Dumps All Of The Fish Food Inside Of Her Fish Tank In An Attempt To Get Away...
Managing To Save Her Fish (I Guess, I Would Think That Getting Them Into Cups Of Water Would Take Longer Than That) Katie Follows Teddy To See Him And His Friends Carjacking A Car...
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Confronting Teddy On It When He Gets Home, It Leads To A Fight Between The 2 That Knocks Over Their Family Picture And Their Christmas Tree But When Their Mother (Played By Father Of The Bride's Kimberly Williams Paisley) Returns Home Asking What Happened, Kate (While Telling The Truth At First) Lies For Teddy Saying That Teddy Pushed Her Into The Wall Knocking Over The Picture...
Mad At Her Kids For Not Getting Along, She Tells Teddy To Put Up The Tree And To Decorate It As Their Father Would Have Decorated By Now...
Yep, We're Going With The Old Father Figure Is Dead And Everyone Is Handling It Badly Routine..
Decorating Cookies With Kate, Mom Gets An Emergency Phone Call Telling Her That She Has To Handle The Night Shift At Her Job At The Hospital, Forcing Teddy To Babysit Kate For The Night...
Going Up To His Room For The Night, Kate Asks For Him To Do Something Together With Her Since It's Christmas Eve And Ever Since Their Dad Died, All He Wants To Do Is Hang Out With His Friends Instead Of Her, But Comparing Her To A Boring Slug, Teddy Goes To His Room...
Watching Christmas Videos After The Cookies Are Done, Kate Notices A Hand In A Red Coat In The Picture That Katie Believes To Be Santa Claus...
Showing Teddy The Video, He Considers The Possibilities While Kate Already Has Goosebumps. Suggesting That They Make A Video, Teddy Is Like People Have Tried This Before What Makes You Any Different Than Them? And Despite Having Proof, Teddy Says No...
However, Kate Tells Teddy That If He Helps Her Pull It Off, She'll Give Him The Tape Of Him And His Friends Carjacking The Car And She Won't Say Anything To Mom As Swears On An Award Their Dad Won...
So, Setting Up Traps Like Home Alone Because The Guy That Directed That Directed This Movie Which Means We Got To Have This Music Playing...
Setting Out The Milk And Cookies, They Hide In And Eat Junk Food In An Attempt To Stay Awake, But Eventually They Fall Asleep Which Is When Everything Happens...
With Their Trap Springing, A Bell Wakes Up Kate Who Sees Santa And Wales Up Teddy Who Hears Santa On The Roof, Grabbing The Camera, Teddy And Kate See Santa Going From Roof To Roof And House To House As Follow Him To An Alley Where They Find The Sleigh...
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Whoa, Is Right, Keanu...
Climbing Trucks, Buildings And Lightpoles To Get A Good Look At The Sleigh, Kate Ends Up Jumping In With Teddy Right Behind Her But Before They Can Get A Good Look At The Cockpit, Santa Finishes Up And The Sleigh Flies Off...
With Teddy Getting A Good Look At The Front Of The Sleigh, Kate Eventually Gets Cold...
And At That Height, It's No Wonder She Does...
Teddy Looks For A Blanket But Not Able To Wait Kate Goes To Ask Santa, Scaring Him And Causing The Sleigh To Go Off Course...
Going Higher, Kate Falls From The Sleigh But Luckily Teddy And Santa Are Able To Save Kate But In Doing So, They Get In The Way Of An Airplane Which Scares The Reindeer As They Enter Some Sort Of Hyperdrive Which Is Awesome But Once They Get Out Of Hyperdrive Mode, Santa Loses His Hat, The Presents And The Reindeer...
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Crash Landing In Chicago, Santa Tells The 2 Kids That They Really Have Messed Things Up Stating That If He's Not Up And Running Within A Few Hours, The World Will Face Another Dark Ages...
Going For A Jingle Bell In The Sleigh, Which Will Lead Santa To His Presents, But As He Goes Find It The Magical Way, Santa Finds That He Doesn't Have His Magic As All Of It Was Inside Of His Hat...
Realizing That He Has To Do This The Normal Way, Santa Tells Teddy And Kate To Head Home (They're In Chicago How Are They Going To Get Home Without You?) And Not Bother Getting Up Early In The Morning As They're On The Naughty List For Life (That's Fine, But You Already Delievered Their Presents, Dummy)
Realizing That They Caused This, So, They Have To Help Santa To Make It Right, Santa Let's Them Come With Despite Being Pissed At Them...
Entering A Restaurant Called Nick's Place, Santa Tries To Get Enough Money From The Patrons So He Can Call A Taxi, But When Teddy Notices One Of Them, Dialing 911, He Gets Santa Out Of There...
However, With Christmas Spirit Down 35%, They Still Need A Ride So, Teddy Decides To Steal Some Car Keys From A Valet. Despite Santa And Kate Believing That That's Not A Good Idea, Teddy Reminds Santa That With Christmas On The Line Now's Not A Time To Be Picky Especially When Santa Breaks Into Houses To Deliver Gifts Every December 24th...
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Plus, They're Not Really Breaking The Law As The Car's Already Stolen And When They're Done With It They'll Turn It Into The Police. Getting In The Car, They Drive Off In It...
Going Through All The Junk In The Car, Santa Turns The Car Radio Into A Police Band Reciever To Discover If Anyone Has Called The Police Yet And Turns Out They Have However They Also Also Hear About A Reindeer Sighting On Michigan Avenue...
Arriving On Michigan Avenue, Teddy Slows Down The Car So Santa Can Attempt To Call His Reindeer But When Kate Spots Them They Head Down The Street Where Kate Saw Them Only To Lose Them Again And With Police Approaching They Need To Hurry...
Santa Tells Katie To Go After The Reindeer While Teddy And Him Keep The Police Distracted, Which They Do By Driving All Over The City. Eventually Finding The Reindeer, Kate Gives Comet A Candy Cane Which Makes Him Trust Her Enough To Take Him And The Other Reindeer To See Santa...
Chasing The Police Around Chicago, Teddy And Santa Nearly Crash Into A Car Which Leads Them Jump Into A Snowbank...
Getting Out Of The Car, Teddy And Santa Try Explaining The Situation To The Officers But With What They're Saying To The Officers, Santa And Teddy May As Well Be Telling Them, Go Ahead, Arrest Us!
Which Is Exactly What They Do With Santa, However When Kate Shows Up With The Reindeer, Santa Gives Teddy The Jingle Bell That Locates His Sack And Manages To Get Away From The Cops By Hopping On One Of The Reindeer...
Dumping The Reindeer At A Christmas Tree Lot, They Head For A Church Where Teddy And Kate Hear Their Dad's Favorite Christmas Song Which Happens To Be My Mom's Favorite Christmas Song...
(Just Kidding, She Hates This Song, Love You Mom)
This Leads To A Tender Moment Between The 2 Siblings Where We Discover The Reason Teddy Is Acting Like A Jerk Is Because He's Mad At His Father For Dying And He Thinks That If His Father Could See Him Now He Wouldn't Like The Man That He's Become...
But Kate Tells Him That He's Not An Awful Brother And That Their Dad Wouldn't Be Disappointed In Him Because She Sees Him All The Time In Teddy...
Or In Other Words...
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With The Bell Beeping More Frequently, The Kids Continue Their Quest While Santa Is Being Questioned By One Of The Officers Who Still Doesn't Believe Santa But Giving The Officer Gifts He Wanted Since He Was A Boy, The Officer Starts Questioning Things After Realizing That Frisked Santa On The Way In So There's No Way That He Stole Those Items...
With The Officer Telling Santa To Stop, Santa Instead Gets To What Dave Wants This Year Which Is To Get Back Together With His Ex-Wife, Freaking Out Over How Santa Knows This, Santa Says That It Doesn't Matter But All He Needs To Do Is Just Give Her A Call....
Doubting Everything That He Has Seen, The Officer Reminds Santa Of The Charges That He's Accused Of Which Leads Santa To Tell The Officer That By Tomorrow They'll Seem Like Nothing As Christmas Spirit Is Down To 31% Now And If He Doesn't Get Moving All Of Chicago Will Look Like The Purge Movies And The Police Will Have Their Hands Full...
But With The Officer Believing Him To Be Some Kind Of Con Man, He Locks Santa Inside Of A Cell With A Bunch Of Other Criminals...
Meanwhile, Teddy And Kate Locate The Bag In A Tree And Manage To Get It Out Of The Tree, Looking For Elves Inside Of The Bag, Kate Goes Inside Of It Only To Disappear. In An Attempt To Look For Kate, Teddy Gets Kidnapped By 3 Hoods Who Take The Bag...
While Inside Of The Bag, Kate Finds One Of The Elves Who Leads Her Into This Vortex Of Presents...
Which Eventually Takes Her To The North Pole..
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While Looking Around The North Pole, Kate Decides To Look At Santa's Many Letters From Kids All Over The World To Look At Teddy's Many Letters To Santa Claus Only To Discover That Teddy Wrote One This Year Asking Santa If He Can Let Him See His Father One Last Time...
But Before We Discover The Reason Why, Kate Sees One Of The Elves Walk Past To Go And Hide, Eventually Finding Him, Kate Introduces Herself To Him And The Other Elves Who She Eventually Finds Saying That Santa Sent Her But The Elves Don't Believe Kate And They Tie Her Up With Lights...
Telling The Head Elf (Who Looks Nothing Like David Krumholtz) Everything, They Take Kate To A Book To Show Kate That She Comes From A Long Line Of True Believers...
And The Elves Are Like...
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And They Release Her....
Back At The Police Station, The Police Station Starts Filling Up As The Officer's Partner Tells Him That It's Never This Busy On Christmas Eve, Which Has The Officer Realizing That Santa Warned Him About This...
While In Jail, Santa Discovers That Christmas Spirit Is Down To 19% So, He Decides To Try And Raise It By Livening Up A Little Bit Of The Spirit With Help Of The Convicts Inside Of The Jail Cell With Him...
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Back In The Car Of The Hoods, They Take Teddy To Their Boss Who Goes Through Santa's Sack Only To Get A Lump Of Coal, The Hoods Do The Same And Get The Same Thing. Believing The Sack To Be Useless,The Hoods Boss Attempts To Burn The Sack...
But When Teddy Goes To Save It, The Hoods Grab Teddy So Their Boss Could Tell Them To Kill Teddy, However, As They Attempt To Do That The Elves Spring From The Sack And Attack Them...
(Man) Retreat!
Spotting Teddy Who Hid During The Attack, The Elves Attempt To Attack Teddy (Believing That He's One Of The Gang Members) But Luckily Kate Pops Up And Tells The Elves To Stop Before Teddy Is Sliced In Half By A Mini Chainsaw...
Realizing That The Sleigh Is Still Broken, They Ask The Elves To Fix It While Santa Settles Things With The Officer, Who Gets A Call From His Ex-Wife Who Wants To Get Back Together With Him...
Breaking Santa Out Of Jail, The Elves Give Him A New Hat, Courtesy Of Mrs. Claus And So, The Officer's Permission, Up The Chimney He Goes...
With Everything Back On Track, Christmas Seems To Be Back On, However, While Being In Jail, Santa Lost Track Of Time And They Now Have Less Than An Hour Before Sunrise...
Completely Hopeless, Teddy Tells Santa That That They Started This And They're Going To Finish It And While He May Not Know How Things Are Done At The North Pole, A Pierce Always Sees Things Through...
Admiring Teddy's Passion, Santa Still Hasn't Cut It This Close In Forever And Has No Clue How They're Going To Pull This Off, Suggesting That If They Work Together They Might Be Able To. Never Having Human Helpers In The Sleigh Before, Santa Realizes That With Only A Little Bit Of North America Left, They Just Might Be Able To Pull It Off...
With Kate In Charge Of Chucking Out The Presents For Santa To Deliver And Teddy In Charge Of Driving The Sleigh, Santa Starts Delivering Toys From House To House And State To State...
With Time Getting Tight, Santa Asks Kate To Ask The Elves To Help Him...
Missing One Present, They Have Less Than 9 Minutes To Get It There...
Managing To Get It There Only Three Seconds Left, Christmas Is Saved With All The Presents Delivered And Christmas Spirit At 95%...
Taking Teddy And Kate Home, They Ask Santa If They'll Ever See Him Again, Santa Tells Them Most Likely No, But If He Ever Needs 2 Helpers He Knows Where To Find The Best Helpers He's Ever Had..
But Before He Goes, Santa Gives Teddy His Hat, Saying That He Doesn't Need It Because He's Santa Claus...
Hoping On Board The Sleigh, Santa Leaves Just As Their Mom Pulls Up....
Going Inside, They Find The Place Completely Decorated The Exact Way Their Father Decorated It...
Opening Presents, They Get Their Usual Ugly Sweaters From Their Aunt Peggy Before Kate Discovers A Gift To Teddy From Santa, Opening It He Finds A Letter That Says "Dear Teddy, I Got Your Letter. I'm Sorry, I Don't Have The Power To Grant Your Wish But This Was The Best I Could Do, Santa"...
Opening It To Discover An Ornament, Teddy Places It On The Tree, And The Magic Within The Ornament Shows Teddy, His Father Who Says He's Proud Of Him...
Back At The North Pole, Santa Adds Teddy's Name To The Pierce Tree Of True Believers As Mrs. Claus (Played By Goldie Hawn) Comes In With Wood For The Fire While Talking With Santa About Last Night...
And That's The Christmas Chronicles And Why Has This Not Been Released On DVD Or Blu-Ray?
This Film Is A Holiday Classic In The Making And Is Honestly A Good Movie, The Story Is Good, The Cast Is Good, The Elves Are Cute, The Effects Were Awesome It Is Defiantly Worth A Watch And I Say See It...
Till Next Time, This Is Duke, Signing Off...
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“you were wrapped in red (when we met)”
{ in which jennie and jisoo meet for the first time on christmas eve and not everything is as it seems }
→ jensoo | santa!jennie | single mom!jisoo
jisoo's sense of time had always been a little bit off
like she never knows what day it is and constantly has to ask her co-workers, and nobody blinks an eye anymore when she forgets their birthday—they know it's nothing personal anyway since she even forgets hers sometimes
so she isn't really that surprised when she realises christmas is just around the corner and she had absolutely no idea, too busy working and taking care of her three year old daughter to actually notice the slowly but steadily increasing amount of shining decorations all around town
it only takes getting stuck in traffic on her way to the office and having to listen to a unhealthy amount of christmas songs the radio throws her way first thing on a monday morning before she realizes what time of the year it is
and of course she gets as excited as ever because, well, jisoo is that type of person
the one who used to stay up all night as a kid just so she could spy on santa claus and make sure he brought her what she had asked for (and also steal one or two of his cookies)
the one who would ignore her classmates' comments and would stubbornly keep on repeating that the chubby guy with the white beard is real even though nobody ever sees him or knows anything about him apart from the fact that he apparently enjoys going around every year to sneak into people's house, bring them gifts and eat their food
jisoo was and still is the type of person that could listen to the same christmas carol ten times on repeat and enjoy herself every single time, following the tune by shaking her head while pretending she's in charge of some big orchestra in her mind
she absolutely loved all the bright christmas lights and ornaments as a kid, and the same could be said for adult jisoo as well, so she's more than ecstatic to buy as many as possible and help her daughter decorate the christmas tree while she snaps some cute pictures she's going to stick on the fridge door later
that's how she ends up getting stuck in some shopping mall for hours, going through an unbelievably large amount of ornaments—big and small, covered in spangles and colorful glitter that gets stuck all over her palms—, getting gifts for her friends and family and of course buying two ridiculous rudolph the reindeer sweaters in different sizes just so she and her daughter can match
the two of them immediately get to work once they make it back to their apartment, creating a colorful mess all over their living room in just a few moments, but jisoo doesn't really mind
sure, this is going to be a hell to clean up later, but right now she's too busy watching her baby giggle as she's standing right next to their christmas tree (which isn't that big cause their apartment doesn't have that much space, but it's still way taller than her uwu), her rudolph sweater fitting her perfectly and making her look absolutely adorable
jisoo even helps her write a letter to santa claus because the little girl has only learnt how to write her name so far, and promises to send it to him
and then time goes by and before jisoo even realises it it's christmas eve and she would give absolutely anything to be home with her daughter, some of her mother's freshly baked cookies and a home alone movie playing on the tv, but here she is instead, stuck in the office until late at night because someone else didn't do their job right and she had to pay the price for it
she literally has the biggest pout ever when she gets back home, but she immediately forgets everything about how shitty her day was when she finds her mother and daughter waiting for her
and after eating, her mom goes to sleep, tired after having to look after the baby all day long, leaving the other two alone, and it doesn't take long before jisoo's eyes turn heavy and she craves her bed more than anything in her life
all she wants to do is sleep, but she has to take care of the little one first, who's also looking very sleepy, judging by how she can't keep her eyes open for more than just a couple of seconds at a time
and once the baby looks comfortable and warm enough, jisoo returns to the living room to turn off the tv and head to bed after what felt like the longest day of her life, but she somehow falls asleep on the couch with the tv still on
that's how she wakes up a few hours later, extremely disoriented and confused because what the hell is that sound? it's definitely not the baby and all the tv screen has to offer now is static, so she has absolutely no idea what is going on until she turns her head to where the christmas tree is
and at first jisoo can't really see anything because it's too dark and her eyes are still adjusting to the world around her, but then she spots the source of the sound aka a figure in the darkness, lean looking and just as tall as her, so she guesses it belongs to a girl
which means it can't possibly be that hard to take her down or at least try because there is absolutely no way jisoo is letting anyone steal from her, not when her mother and daughter are sleeping upstairs and definitely not on christmas eve
and she's this close to kicking the girl on the back and making her fall on the tree face first, but just then the stranger turns around, eyes going wide with surprise as they're locking with jisoo's in the darkness of the room
and jisoo decides to take advance of the thief's stunned moment because she knows this is her chance, so she quickly grabs the first thing her hands land on—her daughter's feeding bottle oh my god— and is ready to throw it on the girl's face
except she doesn't go through with her plan because the stranger starts talking really fast and loud and she looks like she's on the verge of bursting into tears
which means more noise, which means more changes of the baby waking up and starting crying like there's no tomorrow, which means no sleep for jisoo, so she quickly leans in and covers the thief's mouth with the back of her palm until she looks calm again
and now that jisoo's eyes have adjusted to the darkness and the stranger isn't looking that terrified anymore, the girl notices how pretty the other is, all sharp yet delicate features, and she also pays attention to her outfit aka a short fur dress in a vibrant red color with hints of white at the top and bottom
she even has a matching hat on and jisoo can't help a “for a thief, you're fashionable and have a sense of humor at least”
and the girl is looking at her like ???????? because thief? hell no
“no, i, huh—well, i'm actually santa claus' daughter”
and jisoo can't help but burst into laughter because of course she had to be the one getting robbed tonight and by an absolute awful thief at that
and no matter how many times the stranger repeats things like “i'm not a thief, that's what the yule lads* do, they're awful”, “my dad is retiring and i have to take over”, “could you please not call the police? my reindeers are waiting on the roof and rudolph is getting more impatient the older he gets”, “my father is going to be so damn angry if he finds out, he'll probably make me train the new elves and let me tell you, no one wants to do that, they're so freaking loud” jisoo still laughs with her palm over her lips to make sure she makes as little noise as possible
until she suddenly stops because the stranger opens her red bag and a piece of paper jumps out, floats in the air right in front of her face and grows longer, until the end reaches the ground
and jisoo just stares at the other girl because what the hell just happened??? is this some type of secret thief technology or is jisoo finally losing her mind?
and the girl just stares back at her as she grabs the floating paper like it's the most normal thing ever and shows her the list of names with either the word naughty or nice written right next to them
and then jisoo just stands there because floating lists with children names, her daughter's included, and waiting reindeers on her roof and some strange yet pretty girl in her living room talking about santa being her father is too much
and she doesn't know how it happens, but she's suddenly back on the couch and the girl is feeding her the cookies her daughter insisted on leaving out for santa while rubbing her back to calm her down
and then out of the blue she starts talking about how cute baby reindeers are and how she used to take care of them and make sure they grew up healthy and strong before she had to leave other people in charge in order to get ready for talking over her father's position because he's growing too old to be traveling around the world
and just by looking at her jisoo can tell she isn't very fond of what she's doing and she would rather go back to the way things were before
and maybe she's too tired to be rational, or she's simply going crazy,,,, like a girl dressed in red fur sitting on her couch is claiming she's the daughter of some imaginary guy and jisoo actually believes her, how crazier could it possibly get?
but jisoo starts talking about how her life was before the baby and how changes aren't always bad, just different, and it takes time to get used to them
and the girl keeps her eyes on her all the time, making jisoo blush because damn she's so pretty and she really hopes the darkness of the room can hide how red her cheeks have gotten
and jisoo doesn't know for how long they've been talking, but suddenly the girl gets up, looking all panicked and mumbling things like “i'm so late”, “dad is going be so mad”
and the girl gets ready to climb up the chimney—“don't look at me like that, it's easier than it looks, magic does wonders”
but before she leaves jisoo asks for her name and is pretty disappointed when she finds out jennie doesn't have a phone number—“well, um, using reindeers and stardust is easier and cheaper, you know?”
she still gives jennie her number anyway because come on, who would let a girl like that walk away so easily?
and maybe it's silly but after that night she keeps checking her phone for any messages or calls, partly to make sure that what she experienced actually happened, but most importantly because she simply wants to talk to jennie again
which much to jisoo's disappointment doesn't actually happen until after a whole year
jisoo thinks it's silly, and maybe she did imagine the whole thing after all (maybe the whole thing was just a scenario her mind made up just so she could have an excuse to eat all the cookies her daughter left for santa), but she still stays up all night and waits
she waits for so long she's almost ready to lean back on the couch and let her eyes close, but that's when he hears a strange noise coming from the chimney, like someone is making their way down
and her heart starts beating fast because she isn't crazy thank god, but most importantly because jennie is here
jennie, who she almost attacked last year because she got into her house without permission, but now look at her, staying up late to see her
jennie, who has a sweet smile and cares about reindeers and ended up being late just to make sure jisoo was feeling okay
jennie, who comes out of the chimney opening with her red bag on her shoulder and the same big smile like last year
jisoo watches her as she goes to stand next to the tree, leaving her daughter's gift right next to the cookies she left for santa
and when they're finally facing each other jennie grabs something from her bag—“stardust. you can write your messages for me on a paper, any paper, and i will get them. well, you know, if you actually want to send me something. no pressure.”
and then jennie leaves, climbing up the chimney like the year before
and once jisoo makes sure the sleigh isn't on her roof anymore she sits on her office, opens her notebook and uses a little bit of stardust to write will you go on a date with me?
and a few hours later a big shining yes is waiting for her right under her question
♡ bonus ♡
jisoo and the baby moving in with jennie and her parents after dating for a couple of months
jennie convincing her father to make snow fall down in the shape of little hearts just so it can be extra romantic when she proposes to her girlfriend
them getting married in matching white fur dresses and hats and looking cute as hell
jensoo and their daughter taking care of baby reindeers and taking cute pics to hang on the wall
jennie cheating during snowfights by making snowballs float and chase after jisoo
jensoo traveling around the world together every year to make sure all the nice children get their presents
jisoo taking care of the elves and even teaching some cool tricks to the younger ones, making them all swoon over her
jennie getting sick because she played out in the snow with the baby for too long and jisoo scolding her but still taking care of her
jisoo teaching jennie how to use a phone and jennie getting introduced to memes
did you know? santa claus' favorite swimming spot is the north pool xD
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i'm telling your dad
NO!!!1!1
jensoo cuddling and being happy and in love and drinking hot chocolate while it's snowing outside uwu
*yule lads: mischievous pranksters who sometimes steal and harass people. their role has become more benevolent in recent years, though.
— note —
hi! this is the first time i'm doing something like this, i hope it doesn't suck that much. i just saw jensoo's recent pic and simply couldn't resist, they're so cute. any feedback would be very appreciated! ofc u can send me ur requests if u have any, either for an idol or idolxidol,,,
merry christmas, guys ♡
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Hi! Could you write a scenario of Kunikida, Chuuya, Atsushi, and Akutagawa being super jealous of their s/o and s/o has to reassure them that they're the only one(s) she loves? Thanks in advance!
Atsushi is a precious cinnamon roll and I need to protect him. 
(f/n) = friend’s name
Scenarios are under the cut because it’s super long again T_T
~Admin Kat
Kunikida:
“(f/n)!!!” You squealed, attacking your long time friend with a massive hug. “It’s been forever! How have you been?! Oh my god, it’s like my life isn’t the same without you.”
Your best friend had recently come to visit from your hometown and you were ecstatic. You haven’t seen him in ages and seeing him in front of you now made you nostalgic for the old days. He was staying in Yokohama for about a week, both for business and personal reasons.
“Personal reasons?” Kunikida, your boyfriend, peeked up from his computer.
(f/n) nodded, scratching the back of his head and smiling, shutting his eyes. “Yeah, I have some unfinished business to attend to.”
That was the first day that Kunikida noticed that something was up. Over the course of the next few days, (f/n) visited the agency daily, often sitting next to you and chatting while you worked.
“Can you even get any work done with your ‘friend’ visiting all the time?” he asked one day.
You giggled and nodded. “Of course~”
It didn’t take long before Kunikida came up with the conclusion that his personal business was you.
Every time he saw you with (f/n), his temper shortened and he immediately buried himself into his desk to work. He’d even create work so he’d have something to do just so he didn’t have to witness your interactions with your friend.
If he was married to his work before, now he and his work were one and the same. It was the only thing he did. One day, when Dazai was pulling another one of his infamous antics in an attempt to commit suicide and ate a hallucinogenic mushroom and was standing on the main desk, muttering nonsense about pink elephants, Kunikida just simply walked by him and sat down by his desk, working. That meant that the rest of the ADA had to deal with Dazai, which was about as chaotic as anyone would think.
You began to worry about your boyfriend. Not only was he burying himself in work during the day, he began to come home later than usual as well. Most of the time, you were already asleep by the time he got home. If you were awake, he barely said anything to you, which made your chest tighten with worry.
But you weren’t stupid. You knew something was up. So you decided to talk to him. Tonight.
You waited up for Kunikida to come home and when you finally saw him enter your bedroom, you immediately went up to him and gave him a long, affectionate hug followed by a gentle kiss.
“You seem tense,” you whispered to him.
“I’ve had a lot of work,” he replied shortly, although he did enjoy the sudden affection as soon as he arrived home.
“Are you sure? It’s not like the Agency has had an influx of cases, recently…If anything, I’d say you’re trying to avoid something.”
“Something like what?”
You pursed your lips together to the side in a little smirk. “Maybe…(f/n)-kun?”
Kunikida’s breath halted for a second and he felt his heart jump at his lover’s ability to read him (although one can’t really say that it’s that difficult).
“No way.” He attempted to walk past you, but you moved so you were in front of him once again.
“Kunikida-san~ How many times have I told you that you’re a really bad liar?”
“I’m not!! J-Jealous or anything…” he looked away from you, whispering the last half of the sentence.
You smiled at him and wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him again.
“Don’t be. (f/n) is just a friend, that’s it. He just had to take care of his personal business.”
“And what was that?” he grumbled.
You giggled at your boyfriend’s jealousy. “He had a pretty bad fight with his sister and she left to here, so he’s trying to make up with her. I’ve been helping him track her down.”
Ah…That was the personal business…..
“Kunikida…”
He looked down at you, looking a bit more relaxed.
“You’re the only one in my heart. And you always will be. Promise.”
Chuuya: 
“My beautiful lady, would you care to commit a double suicide with me?”
Dazai Osamu took your hand and looked up at you with suggestive eyes.
You giggled and pulled your hand back. “Not quite, Dazai-kun~”
Overhearing Dazai’s proposal, your boyfriend stormed over.
“Tch. Your face was the last thing I wanted to see after working that job,” Chuuya grumbled, grabbing you by the waist, holding you tightly up against him, causing you to blush.
Dazai sighed and stood up. “You know, the building we raided had a collection of those weird hats. I even saved one for you!”
“Wait, really?” Chuuya’s eyes lit up like a puppy.
“I’m lying, of course.”
“DAZAI!”
For the past three days, you were on a mission with Dazai, himself. He no doubt picked you for the sole purpose of pissing off Chuuya. The entire time that you were gone, Chuuya was grumpy and had a shorter fuse than he ever had. Having you gone was bad. Having you alone with Dazai was hell itself. He even considered going on the mission itself just to make that bastard didn’t lay his hands on you. But the boss wouldn’t have liked that.
Your cheeks returned to their usual color upon witnessing Dazai and Chuuya’s typical, but comical fight. They were now yelling insults at each other back and forth and you swore your boyfriend would pop a vessel if this escalated any further.
You sighed loudly enough to get both of the boys attention. “Chuuuuuuyaaaa, I’m tired,” you whined. “Can we go home? I brought a gift for you.” You looked up at your boyfriend with a smirk.
And he knew exactly what your gift was. He pulled you closer to him and gave Dazai a death glare. “Sure, (y/n)-chan. Let’s go home and away from this bandage-kinked asshat.”
On the car ride home, Chuuya was holding you against him fiercely, but you felt how tense he was.
“You’re jealous,” you accused.
“What?! No, I’m not.”
“You. Are. Jealous.” You walked your fingers up his chest and poked him in the nose.
“Who knows what that asshole was saying to you?!” he finally confessed, earning a hearty laugh from you.
“I knew it~” you teased.
You moved yourself so that you were sitting on his lap, your thighs on either side of his hips. You planted a passionate kiss onto his lips. “You have nothing to worry about,” you whispered. “I couldn’t stop thinking of you the entire time. I love you. Chuuya. You and only you.”
Chuuya looked into your eyes with a gentle gaze before a smirk appeared on his face.
“You better,” he said before roughly kissing you and turning so that you were now laid underneath him. “Maybe you can just give me that ‘gift’ now~”
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Atsushi:
You carried a stack of papers against your chest and walked next to your boyfriend, Atsushi. The two of you were assigned to an errand of delivering paperwork to some important organization. Since you were both new, neither of you really knew what importance the paperwork had. But you didn’t question it.
You two took the elevator up to the floor of the office you were expected at, which was on the fourth floor. The elevator stopped on the second and another boy walked in. He immediately noticed you and completely ignored Atsushi.
“Oh? And what’s your name, pretty lady~?” he said with a grin.
You blushed slightly and then extended your hand out. “(y/n)! And you?”
The boy stated his name, shaking your hand, holding on for a bit too long for Atsushi’s comfort. The two of you talked for a bit until the elevator arrived on the fourth floor.
“Oh!” you noticed once the doors opened. “I have to go now, it was nice to meet you!”
“Nice to meet you, too, (y/n)~” He waved with a pleasant smile before the doors closed again.
After you two dropped off the documents, you were back in the elevator. During the whole ride down, Atsushi didn’t say a single word. This continued until you two exited the building.
Atsushi was trapped within his own mind, again.
It’s my fault.
I’m not good enough.
I deserve this.
She’s going to leave.
She’s already planning to-
“Atsushi-kun.”
He got ripped out of his thoughts.
“You’re making that face again.”
“?”
You smiled at him. “You always make that face when something’s bothering you. And when something bothers you, you tend to blame yourself for it.”
You stopped walking and pulled on his hand to get him to stop, too. You leaned into him and gave him a gentle kiss, smiling at his slightly pink cheeks.
“You don’t have to be jealous, love. I know you always think of yourself as the one who gets abandoned…Do you remember the promise I made you when we first started dating?”
Atsushi smiled at the thought and pulled you in.
“I won’t ever leave you. I promise. You’re the only one in my heart.”
Akutagawa:
When you weren't off doing missions for the mafia, you were at the local bar. You were usually with the girls or with coworkers from a recent mission, but tonight you were alone.
Unfortunately, considering the type of bar that this was, that wasn't the case for long.
"What's cookin', good lookin'?"
You had to stifle your laughter at the random guy's cheesy pick-up line.
"Really? That the best you got?" you teased before taking another sip of your drink.
"It got your attention, right?" he said with a grin. "You're one of the higher-ups, right?"
You gave him a weird look. "Not really, I just work with the executives a lot because of my-"
"I was wondering what a pretty lady like you is doing in the Port Mafia~"
"...boyfriend," you mumbled the last part, irritated that you were interrupted.
"(y/n), who's this?" a familiar voice spoke from behind you.
"Ryuu~" you looked back at Akutagawa and smiled. You turned back to the stranger that was hitting on you. "I don't know, some random guy that decided to talk to me. Anyway, I was telling him that I work with the executives a lot because of my boyfriend," you made sure to emphasize the last word this time.
With that information and the glare that Akutagawa was giving him, the guy hitting on you immediately paled. "OH, I'm sorry, Akutagawa-san!"
He quickly left, nearly pissing himself in fear.
You smirked at his reaction and turned back to your boyfriend. "What brings you here, Ryuu?"
He shrugged, still eyeing the guy, who was now hiding in one of the corner booths. "Figured you'd be here."
You followed his gaze and chuckled. "Why are you still staring at him?"
"He's dangerous, (y/n)."
You eyed your boyfriend with a raised brow. "Really...That low-ranked member who can barely steal something from a convenience store without confessing...is dangerous...?"
Akutagawa lost his composure for a split second, knowing that his efforts to keep him away fell through. "..........Yes."
"Oh~?" you smirked at him, smiling while biting your bottom lip. "Are you jealous~?"
"!!!" Akutagawa reacted in shock, accidentally knocking over an empty bottle. He straightened himself up and sighed. "Of course not, I would never be."
You grinned and poked at him. "Yes. You. Are."
He grumbled and turned to the side to hide his slightly pink cheeks.
"Don't be, love~" You stood and hugged him from the side, kissing him on the cheek, which made him even more flustered.
He's so cute.
"You're the only one I love, I promise~"
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